By JO ABI
I never thought I’d see the day when the broom became redundant.
Outside of games involving witches on broomsticks which I play with my daughter, we just don’t need it anymore. Same goes for our dustpan. Poor dustpan. Fare thee well.
My children are 10, six and five, so are at that dreamy age when their attempts to help me clean our home are actually effective. So now we’re all responsible for keeping our house spotless. We all have jobs that we are responsible for and even though the kids sometimes grumble through their chores, they still get them done.
I don’t even know why they grumble. When I was little chores were much harder. It was my job every afternoon, during the week, to feed the chickens and give them water and every Saturday I had to polish all the furniture with a can of toxic furniture spray and a dirty, over-used rag.
When it was my turn to wash the dishes I had to wash them. We didn’t have a dishwasher. And when it was my turn to vacuum the house I sweated through it, dragging the cord behind me and lying on the floor to get under all the lounge chairs and beds.
Just as an FYI, you should know that this advertorial is sponsored by Electrolux Ergorapido.
Watching my children use our new Electrolux Ergorapido 2in1 makes me mourn my lost childhood. It would have been way more fun if we’d had one of these. My little slaves, ahem, beloved kids, vacuum the entire house in minutes and fight over whose turn it is to do the inside of my car. That might be because I let them honk the horn once they’re done, or it might be the satisfaction of seeing the car nice and clean. Okay, it’s the horn.
